Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"Don't show off!"

I couldn't hide my anxiety.

Harry was stunned for a moment, then he said with relief: "Aurora, don't worry. This is also my guess, it just happens to coincide with Tom's."

"The Hufflepuff Gold Cup is most likely a signal sent by the Ministry of Magic to lure Bellatrix to Gringotts and take the real gold cup away."

Indeed...it is possible.

No one saw the gold cup being stolen, it was just a signal.

Once Bellatrix appears, the Aurors lying in ambush in the Ministry of Magic can capture her.

In this way, the real gold cup was also retrieved.

Or take the opportunity to switch the package.

Pretend to set her free, then put her in shackles.

A clever move, isn't it?

Seeing my sudden realization, Draco added, "I suspect my father was involved as well."

"Luke?" Abraxas frowned.

"The Daily Prophet spent such a large space to publish this content. Isn't it intentionally spreading the information so that Bellatrix can see it?"

This trick works!

Bellatrix inherited the Black family's hot temper and could be easily irritated.

It is very likely that he would go in without caring about anything...

But why didn’t my father tell us all the causes and consequences?

"It is indeed possible that Luke was behind this... The Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet are both in his hands... The child has grown up..."

Abraxas smiled with relief.

"You taught me well." Tom quickly climbed the tree.

"Of course, everything is my careful cultivation!"

Everyone knows that Abraxas almost let Lucius run wild back then.

Although the management was extremely strict, there was not much time left for Lucius to grow.

"He's really good at flattering himself, even though he did almost nothing." Draco whispered in my ear.

Abraxas' hardcore education was also passed down from Lucius to Draco.

As the source and initiator, Draco still feels a little bit of self-pity whenever he recalls his difficult childhood.

"Is it really Dad?" I couldn't hold on and sat down on the ground.

The joy of surviving the disaster gave me a new life.

I just realized that the cold sweat on my back has soaked my clothes.

"Aurora, don't worry... You can fully trust the Malfoy family and trust your father..."

Draco hugged me from behind.

"We are in Hogwarts. It is not convenient for Luke to send messages. Everyone, be careful."

Abraxas warned.

"As for your Defense Against the Dark Arts team, Tom has already told me..."

Abraxas's eyes flickered over the three of our faces.

My heart was in turmoil.

He sighed and said, "I am not an old stubborn person. Nowadays, with the rapid changes in Muggle science, I am not disgusted with...Muggle-borns to the point of not being able to eat...

"What Malfoy taught us has always been profitable. As long as the Muggle-born can help us, it's not impossible for me to change my attitude..." Abraxas' voice became lower and lower.

"Who was that? Who gave the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic a slow-acting poison?"

Tom sneered.

"It's because of the policies that Richie has implemented that our investment is less than the return! Otherwise, do you think I want to dirty my hands?"

Abraxas said with a look of annoyance.